Ghost of Rebirth

It starts to heat up slowly.

Sweat dripped from his forehead drop by drop, and then rolled down his neck into his clothes. Zhang Nanchen was already used to the burning sensation. He felt the aura condensed into a ball of fire at his dantian, and then tried to stimulate it to flow through his meridians. roam.

But I don't know why, maybe the mana is not pure enough, or maybe I haven't mastered the trick, even if I run the "Dzogchen Kungfu" spirit snake-like mental method, the spiritual power in Zhang Nanchen's body can only be condensed in the dantian, Once the meridians of the whole body are stimulated, it is like countless fish swimming by themselves, and they cannot gather together at all.

If it doesn't work once, try it a second time. Zhang Nanchen has tried countless times, but the spiritual power in the meridians is just messed up and out of order.

The more impatient he became, the more he sweated, but he felt that the heat in his lower abdomen gradually subsided, and his spiritual power was not as full as it was at the beginning.

Suddenly, a pair of palms that were slightly warmer than ordinary people covered his hands on his knees, and then Ji Ying's voice came into his ears, very softly: "I'll help you."

Sure enough, an extremely pure warm current of spiritual power poured into Zhang Nanchen's body from the back of his hand.

That warm current circulated in the body, flowing through the four meridians and eight meridians, slowly condensing the scattered spiritual power in his body into one stream, and then driving the meridians to expand together, opening up the stagnant key points.

In the beginning, Zhang Nanchen was able to distract himself from feeling the flow of spiritual power in his body, but in the end the bursts of pain in his meridians made him unable to distract, and he could only use all his energy to resist this increasingly intense pain.

After running like this for a week, Ji Ying did not come to the second round of meditation like in the evening. Instead, she took the initiative to collect her work and said to Zhang Nanchen: "You go to take a bath and change clothes first, and you have to eat lunch."

"Oh."

Zhang Nanchen was so hot that he agreed to get out of bed, grabbed the clothes to change and went to the water room with the plastic bucket.

After he hurriedly washed his body and returned to the dormitory, he smelled a strong smell of food as soon as he opened the door, and there was a young woman who had never seen standing in the aisle of the dormitory.

"Hello, classmate." The young girl in the little black suit put on a formulaic smile when she saw Zhang Nanchen, polite and decent.

After all, Zhang Nanchen has worked for many years, and he saw at a glance that this beauty should be from Jiying's company, so he also greeted her in a low voice.

The fat man pushed the two tables together a long time ago, and greeted Zhang Nanchen, "Nanchen, come quickly, there are delicious food!"

Zhang Nanchen looked at the table, and there were more than a dozen takeaway lunch boxes lined up in a row, which was spectacular. The smell was exactly the restaurant where Zhang Nanchen used to order food when he was working overtime at the company.

Ji Ying nodded to Miss Suit, and the latter immediately understood and slipped away without anyone noticing.

"She is the HR in charge of recruiting at the branch company. She came to send me the materials, so she ordered a meal and brought them with her." Ji Ying introduced the identity of Miss Suit, and added, "I will get the materials later. Look, eat first."

Fatty was confused when he heard this, and asked while burying his head in hard work, "Nanchen, do you want to apply for a job at Senior Brother Ji's company?"

"Well, almost..." Zhang Nanchen hurriedly picked up a box of lunch and ate a few mouthfuls, but secretly gave Ji Ying a wink.

Just kidding, Fatty doesn't know that "Nan Chen" next to him has changed, and now is not a good time to confess the truth.

The three big boys wiped out all the food as soon as the air was blown away. The fat man held two boxes of after-meal fruits in his arms and didn't allow them to move, saying that Xiaoxue and the three of them would come to visit Senior Brother Ji who had been missing for five days. And Senior Brother Nan Chen.

Seems like he's here to visit the lover of his dreams, right?Zhang Nanchen thought to himself, instead of grabbing fruit from the fat man, he walked back and forth in the dormitory to digest food.

After walking a few laps, Ji Ying called him: "Nan Chen, here it is for you."

He pointed to the big pink gift box on his desk, with an unsightly bow of the same color tied on it, and a pink rose that was just about to bloom was pinned to the bow.

"What?" Zhang Nanchen walked over with black lines all over his head, he really didn't want to open this weird looking box.

"Don't you want to change your computer?" Ji Ying looked at him innocently, "It's for you."

He made a gesture to hug the box, Zhang Nanchen hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, I will do it myself!"

Ji Ying stopped, and stood aside anxiously, waiting for him to unwrap the present.

Zhang Nanchen felt like a love object being targeted by a little boy caught in a frantic first love, goose bumps all over his body.

The fat man had been watching with great interest. Seeing that Zhang Nanchen was reluctant to make a move, he simply pushed on himself, pulled out the pink rose, and stuffed it into Zhang Nanchen's hand: "Here, your."

Zhang Nanchen: "...can I not?"

The fat man was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to snatch it: "Then give it to me, and I'll give it to Xiaoxue later."

"Good idea!" Zhang Nanchen rolled his eyes at him.

Instead of giving it to Xiaoxue, it is better to give it to Zhao Rui in the name of Ji Ying.

After making up his mind, Zhang Nanchen treasured the flower instead, and specially found a disposable water cup to plug it in.

In the short time he spent arranging the flowers, the fat man had already dismantled the beautifully packaged paper box to pieces.

"Laptop?!" the fat man yelled, making Zhang Nanchen tremble a few times in fright, "XX brand, this one costs tens of thousands!"

He pressed the power button enviously: "Try it first, buddy..." Then he turned his head and smiled at Zhang Nanchen, "Look at how kind Brother Ji treats you, just let it go, Nanchen."

Really didn't want to see the fat man squeeze his fat face into the shape of a chrysanthemum, Zhang Nanchen turned his head away, moved to Ji Ying's side and asked in a barely audible voice: "Why do you buy this?"

Ji Ying took out the leaflets she put away at the gate of Changchun Temple in the morning from her pocket: "You like..."

Zhang Nanchen: "..."

The computer configuration of XX brand is top-notch, and the boot speed is ridiculously fast. After the boot music, the desktop appears in front of everyone.

Pink, it turned out to be another piece of pink!

Zhang Nanchen felt that his eyes were about to turn pink.

The fat man who was fumbling around on the touch keyboard of the laptop was also stunned for a moment, staring at the screen filled with large pink hearts, he saw several programs suddenly running by themselves, and then a sharp A man's voice came from the computer.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

He was terribly frightened by the ghost of classmate Nanchen last time, and now he is a little bit like an enemy.

"There's no ghost, it's a software that runs automatically when it's turned on." Zhang Nanchen pushed him aside speechlessly, just after turning off the player of the song full of love, love, a video popped up and played in the next second.

Pink background, pure white subtitles, and countless floating roses...

"Dear Miss Nanchen, hello, this is my company entrusted by Mr. Ji Ying..."

The soft female voice was like a magic spell, Zhang Nanchen's face turned green, he turned his head stiffly watching the rose petals constantly flying on the screen, and smiled strangely at Ji Ying: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Miss Nanchen...hahaha!!" The fat man squatted down with his big belly laughing wildly, and the fat all over his body began to twitch, "Senior Brother Ji, what company did you find? It's amazing, Miss Nanchen, haha Ha ha……"

"Have you laughed enough?" Zhang Nanchen gritted his teeth and picked up Qian Sier from the ground, "Huh?"

"Enough of laughing!" The fat man immediately stopped his terrifying laughter, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered, "I, I'm going to the water room...I'm leaving, goodbye!"

He ran away without a trace, leaving Zhang Nanchen watching Jiying sharpen his sword.

"I don't know." Ji Ying stared at Zhang Nanchen unmoved with his paralyzed face, "The secretary prepared it."

He raised the middle three fingers of his right hand to his ear, as if he would swear to you if you don't believe me.

Zhang Nanchen: "...I believe in you."

Ji Ying: "Remember to use the computer."

Zhang Nanchen: "...Oh."

When did his nephew become such a rascal!

The author has something to say: Double update today~~~ I will post it as soon as I write it~~~

Children's shoes with more than 25 characters in the message will receive a small surprise~~~

Please be merciful to those who steal texts, at least don’t sync ==+

☆、45new

The afternoon was also passed without any surprises, Ji Ying had been meditating, the fat man chatted for a while and texted, then was summoned by Xiao Xue to the girls' dormitory, and did not come back until after dinner.

In the evening, Ji Ying taught Zhang Nanchen the exercises again, and led him to recite the mantra silently to guide the aura in the body to circulate.

When they finished their exercises at the same time, the sky was already slightly bright. Fortunately, sitting in meditation can also put the body into a dormant state, so Zhang Nanchen is still in good spirits.

Time passed like running water. During this period, Ji Ying and Zhang Nanchen went to teach Eleven to check it several times, and found that the broken soul-attracting array had been repaired at some time. It must be the work of Daoist Ping Song.

These few people in Dali A waited for news from Pingsong every day, and as long as he said the time came, they would do it.

Unfortunately, the timing never came, but Zhang Nanchen met an unexpected guest.

That day Zhang Nanchen returned to the dormitory from the cafeteria to feed a lazy fat man who was unwilling to move in the dormitory, and Ji Ying who was lying on the bed and meditating and refused to go to the ground, but was stopped by the dormitory aunt at the door of the dormitory.

"Nan Chen, someone is looking for you. I've been waiting for you for a long time." The auntie in charge had a loud voice, which caused countless people to turn their heads to watch the excitement.

A young man in a white shirt and suit pants was standing at the door. He also turned his head towards Zhang Nanchen when he heard the words of the auntie in charge, then smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am the editor of XX.com. passed."

"XX.com?" Zhang Nanchen thought about it carefully, and then remembered that it was the literary website that Nanchen wrote online articles. Since he threw all his savings into the manuscript box, he hadn't logged in for a long time, and QQ hadn't been on either. , dedicated to practicing.

"I'm Utan Boruo." Seeing him still confused, the young man simply said his screen name.

"Ah, it's you!" Zhang Nanchen exclaimed a little, "What's the matter?"

"About your sealing of the pen, I think it's necessary for us to have a face-to-face meeting. I just happened to be in City A on a business trip, so I came to meet you." The young man said with a smile.

He said it tactfully, but Zhang Nanchen heard it clearly. It must be because he doesn't go on QQ, so he came to arrest people.

"Why don't you call?"

"Your mobile phone has restricted calls." The young male editor grinned.

Zhang Nanchen: "..."

Damn, it must have been shut down due to arrears.

After showing the lunch box in Lu's hand to the editor-in-chief of Youtan Boruo, Zhang Nanchen said that he had to go back to the dormitory to feed the two juniors before he had time to have an interview with him.

The editor-in-chief let him go patiently, and Zhang Nanchen ran back to the dormitory. He didn't have time to eat, so he hurriedly put down his lunch box and rushed outside.

"Nan Chen, you're in such a hurry to get reincarnated, have you had sweet and sour pork ribs?" The fat man sat on the bench and asked while playing games with his fingers.

"Someone is looking for it outside. There is no sweet and sour pork ribs today, so I brought you braised pork." Zhang Nanchen said as he walked, and the person had already left the door.

"Who?" Ji Ying, who had been sitting on the upper bunk like hibernating and not moving, suddenly asked, grabbed the railing of the bed with one hand and jumped off, the fat man screamed in shock, repeatedly telling him to be careful.

"Editor." Seeing this, Zhang Nanchen stopped and waited for him. When Ji Ying came to him, he whispered, "Nanchen used to write web articles, and he was his editor."

"Let's go together." Ji Ying didn't talk nonsense, and walked out first without saying a word.

"You haven't eaten yet." Zhang Nanchen could only chase after him.

The male editor was still quietly waiting outside the door of the dormitory building. When he saw Ji Ying appearing in front of him with a stern face, he didn't show any surprise. He still stretched out his hand to introduce himself. This time he said his real name, which turned out to be You Xuan. It sounds a bit like a girl's name at first.

The three of them didn't have lunch, so Zhang Nanchen thought about it and decided to host it by himself, and took the two of them to the small garden in A Dali for lunch. The price was not expensive, but the quality of the food was good.

Along the way, Ji Ying still didn't say a word, only You Xuan and Zhang Nanchen spoke enthusiastically.

Youxuan is worthy of being the editor-in-chief. He covers a wide range of topics and can't finish talking. He can talk to purebred technical men like Zhang Nanchen.

After this chat, the conversation got lost, and when Ji Ying took the menu into his hands after entering the Xiaoguan Garden, Zhang Nanchen realized that he had unknowingly neglected the living ancestor of the Ji family.

"Let me have duck with sliced ​​skin, fish-flavored shredded pork, dry pot tea tree mushroom, squirrel mandarin fish, cold chicken, shredded cabbage, and seaweed egg soup." Zhang Nanchen immediately realized his mistake and dared to speak to Ji Ying A long list of dish names was placed before, and a pot of Tieguanyin was added at the end to make amends.

Only then did Young Master Ji's expression soften a little, and he continued to watch his nose, nose, nose, and heart to settle down, but his ears could not wait to listen to the conversation between Zhang Nanchen and You Xuan.

Zhang Nanchen was still polite to You Xuan: "They are all home-cooked dishes, and squirrel mandarin fish is our special dish in City A. I don't know if you like it or not."

In fact, his real thought was whether Youxuanxi liked it or not, anyway, he was planning to close his pen and let others know, as long as the little ancestor Ji Ying liked it.

Unexpectedly, Youxuan is still a gourmet, and he opened his mouth for a long time, directly dating back to the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Nanchen was taken aback when he heard it.

Because there were people chatting, time passed quickly, and the dishes were served in a short while. Zhang Nanchen gave way to You Xuan symbolically, and focused on Ji Ying for the rest of the time.

Ji Ying ate more than half of this mandarin fish weighing two or three catties by himself. In the end, Zhang Nanchen couldn't bear it anymore and wished he could grab his chopsticks: "Eat less, it's cold and humid, be careful when you go home and your stomach hurts."

During the fish season, the family should eat less, not to mention any fresh seafood. One crab can be allergic for a week.But Ji Ying was born to like to eat these things, so Zhang Nanchen had to stare at him. After all, he was still very young, so he couldn't control his appetite completely.

Ji Ying didn't even raise her eyelids, and replied coldly, "Don't worry about it", and clamped it even faster.

Just when Youxuan went to the bathroom at this time, Zhang Nanchen really snatched his chopsticks, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you losing your temper again? Tell my uncle."

Ji Ying pursed her lips, and finally gave him a straight look: "You were very happy talking to him."

"I'm jealous again." Zhang Nanchen rubbed his head helplessly, "It's just communication, show off. Eat less and be obedient."

He also didn't want to have a good time with You Xuan, but there were only three people at the table, and Ji Ying wouldn't talk, so he couldn't just pretend to be dumb and watch the cold scene.

The two of them came back without whispering a few words, holding a few thin documents in their hands, and put them directly in front of Zhang Nanchen.

"Nan Chen, take a look at this contract." You Xuan was still smiling, and he was very gentle and amiable in everything he said and did.

"Why are you looking at this?" Zhang Nanchen was puzzled.

"It's like this. The three-year contract you signed with our website has expired. This is a new contract." You Xuan explained carefully, leaning towards Zhang Nanchen naturally.

After the two got closer, the slow-witted Zhang Nanchen realized that this Youxuan was also a handsome man, with delicate features and a gentle temperament, especially his lips were very distinctive, ruddy like rose petals, softer than girls' lips .The skin on the face is white and flawless, extremely delicate.

"Nanchen, are you listening?" You Xuan noticed that Zhang Nanchen was looking at him distracted, so he reminded him aloud.

"Ahem, I heard it." Zhang Nanchen coughed in embarrassment as a cover.

It was terrible, seeing the man in a daze, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"But, I said before that I won't write any more, so I don't need to sign this contract, right?" Zhang Nanchen understood You Xuan's intention, but he still didn't let go.

"This is not a problem." You Xuan laughed, "You originally signed a three-year agreement with our website. Within three years, the online copyright of all works under Nanchen's ID card belong to the website. Now this contract is a work agreement. , if you plan to write a new work, continue to publish it on our website. Of course, we will not rigidly stipulate that new works must be published, everything is up to you to decide. There is only one requirement that you should pay attention to, that is, the pen name of Shui Zhinan must be authorized Exclusive use of our website."

This time, Zhang Nanchen finally figured out the way. It turned out that the website was afraid that he would change jobs with a famous pseudonym, so he rushed over and asked for a contract renewal.

"In this way, you can think about it for a few days, and I will stay in City A for a while. If you have any questions, you can call me or meet and chat." You Xuan also saw that Zhang Nanchen was very reluctant and did not force it. He handed him a business card with a smile on his face.

As soon as Zhang Nanchen received the business card in his hand, he heard Ji Ying say firmly in his ear: "Sign."

"Ah?" Zhang Nanchen was dumbfounded, and turned to look at him in a daze.

What's the matter with him?

"Sign it now." Ji Ying grabbed the printed contract in her hand, took Zhang Nanchen's hand with the other, turned her head and asked You Xuan, "Where's the pen?"

You Xuan laughed so softly that he immediately offered his pen.

In this way, Zhang Nanchen was forcefully dragged by Young Master Ji to sign a three-year sell-off contract, and then watched You Xuan, who was smiling like a flower, leave.

Before the evening teaching

"Ji Ying, why did you force me to sign that? I'm not Nan Chen, I can't write."

Zhang Nanchen sullenly sat cross-legged opposite Ji Ying, and stretched out his hands spontaneously.

"If you don't sign, he will come again." Ji Ying answered him briefly, "Close your eyes and sink your dantian."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Nanchen suddenly withdrew his hand and shouted when he remembered something, "Then I have to keep the business card he gave me, in case I need to contact you later."

He climbed out of bed and started rummaging through the boxes to find the business card.

Ji Ying sat on the upper bunk as motionless as a mountain.

The business card, heh, has long been thrown into the garbage dump to destroy the corpse.

The Dragon Boat Festival came as scheduled, and Ji Ying did not go home as expected, so she set up a stall in the dormitory to draw amulets.

Fatty is a wonderful person who is knowledgeable and interesting, and he took the initiative to avoid going out to find Xiaoxue for a "date", so as not to be killed by Zhang Nanchen's disgusting gaze.

The two of them painted all day and were exhausted, but they received a call from Mr. Hiramatsu that night.

The time to break the evil situation has come.

The author has something to say: children's shoes who leave a message of more than 25 characters will receive a small surprise~~~

Please be merciful to those who steal texts, at least don’t sync ==+

☆、46new

The weather today is fine, there is not even a slight breeze, and there is some unknown fragrance of flowers in the air. The old Pingsong sips the last sip of tea from the bottom of his cup very comfortably, then wipes his mouth, stands up and looks at the people who are still busy in the kitchen. The old man waved his hand, indicating that he was going out.

Lao Bai in the kitchen thought that he was going to set up a fortune-telling stall at the gate of Changchun Temple again, so he raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Don't count right, I'll wait for you to come back and play chess."

Ping Song stopped walking, turned around and waved at him again, carrying his rucksack and humming a little tune, he walked out.

When he arrived, a group of people including Zhang Nanchen, Ji Ying, and Qian Sier were waiting for him at the gate of A. Except for Jiying and Zhang Nanchen, the faces of the other young people were so tense that their movements were stiff. Haw said comforting words out of tune.

"Why are you standing here, let's go." Ping Song took the lead and led the crowd towards Nanling Mountain.

Zhang Nanchen was a little dumbfounded, trotted a few steps to catch up and asked, "Just go in like this? Are you going to make arrangements?"

Ping Song didn't even look at him and said, "Let's talk about it when we get to the place, it's inconvenient for people to come and go on the street."

What he said was wrong.As usual, for such a famous tourist attraction as University A, even during the winter and summer vacations, the main entrance is full of people and vehicles, like a busy city. The weather is surprisingly good today, so there should be a lot of tourists.But Zhang Nanchen and the others waited at the gate for a whole morning, and they didn’t notice it before. After Ping Song said this, he realized that there were very few people who came to University A today. .

A few people walked all the way to Xinghu Lake, and then Pingsong gradually slowed down the tutorial, walked to the stone on the lakeside of Xinghu Lake and said, "Leave one person here."

"Aren't we going up the mountain together?" This time it was Ji Ying who spoke first, looking at Pingsong and then at the lake without any waves.

Zhang Nanchen also had the same doubts, he weighed up the backpack he brought out and asked, "Who is better to keep?"

Among the few of them, except for Pingsong Laodao and Ji Ying who can be alone, Zhang Nanchen is a half-baked guy, and the rest of the fat man and the three girls are ordinary people.

The purpose of Pingsong's people staying in Xinghai should be to cut off the retreat of Nanling Mountain's resentment, so that when it fled, it would flee to Nanhu by water.The water surface of the South Lake is extremely wide, if it escapes, trying to hunt it down is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is almost an impossible task.

The resentment born of attachment to the evil situation must have a lot of lethality. Pingsong means that the soldiers should be divided into two groups, one way up the mountain to kill the front, and the other way to cut off the back. Comparatively speaking, the way up the mountain is more dangerous .The best arrangement is to have Pingsong and Jiying each lead the way, and the others can at most play a role of emboldenment.

Since Ping Song didn't designate a candidate, he must have seen through that Ji Ying was worried about letting him go up the mountain, implying that Ji Ying took the initiative to invite Ying to stay in Xinghu.But according to Ji Ying's personality, most likely he wants to go up the mountain by himself, and subdue that resentment in one fell swoop, so as to save much effort and save others from danger.

Zhang Nanchen thought a lot in his mind, but in fact it only took a few seconds. Ji Ying was faster than him, and before Zhang Nanchen could speak, he had already said: "I will go up the mountain with senior, Nanchen, you stay here."

"Nonsense." Zhang Nanchen rolled his eyes at him, "Of course I went up the mountain, you stay here, with Senior Pingsong around, everything is safe."

In fact, he had other thoughts on his mind, thinking that if Nan Chen could recover his soul and get rid of the resentment, he could ask Ping Song to help him solve it together, and he would not be in front of Ji Ying, so as not to feel reluctant.

"I don't dare to wear your high hat." Pinsong couldn't see Zhang Nanchen's little tricks, and smiled while twisting his goatee, "Poverty road is naturally going up the mountain, and another person is needed to help. The candidate, I think it's Zhang Brother Ji is more suitable, you just stay here, Brother Ji."

He looked straight at Zhang Nanchen when he mentioned the words "Brother Zhang". Zhang Nanchen felt guilty for a while, remembering that he had lied when he first met Pingsong, so he touched his nose and didn't speak, but the fat man who had been trembling asked: "Zhang Who is brother?"

Zhang Nanchen hastily turned around and pushed him: "Speak less. You've read it, so hurry up and take the little junior sisters back to the dormitory and wait for the news."

Anyway, I can't help, and it's useless to stay.

The fat man stroked his chin and muttered a few words before reluctantly preparing to go back home. Before leaving, he reluctantly said to Zhang Nanchen: "Nanchen, come back early, I'll wait for you for lunch."

Xiaoxue was with Fatty, but Wang Nan and Zhao Rui all set their sights on Ji Ying.

Ji Ying reached out and took out a handful of the newly purchased canvas pockets, and took out a few yellow talismans folded in the shape of a hexagram, and handed them to the fat man while saying, "You also have to be careful."

The fat man agreed to take it, and sent one to each of them. When it was sent to Zhao Rui, the little girl's eyes were red, and she looked at Ji Ying as if she had something to say.

Fatty is such a smart person, he immediately pulled Xiaoxue and Wang Nan away, Zhang Nanchen saw the posture, thought that these two people were having fun, moved two steps to the side, but still secretly watched Jiying and Zhao Rui talking.

The voices of the two were too low, Zhang Nanchen peeked for a long time, only to see that Ji Ying's face was still cold, but Zhao Rui became more and more excited as she talked, and finally even took out her mobile phone, as if arguing about something.

Nima, something bad happened!

Zhang Nanchen watched Ji Ying glance at the phone screen, then his expression changed, he raised his head and glared fiercely at him, and even pulled Zhao Rui over.

He was already guilty, and now he was panicked, but Ji Ying didn't give him time to run away, so he gently pushed Zhao Rui to him and said, "You explain."

Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Nanchen in disbelief, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Senior Brother Nanchen, what's going on?" Zhao Rui is a thin-skinned girl, she had used the most courage to confess her love to Ji Ying just now, but the other party not only refused to accept it, but also categorically denied having any personal communication with her, she was immediately embarrassed I can't get off the stage.

"Then what..." Seeing that Zhang Nanchen couldn't escape, he could only grit his teeth and close his eyes, "I sent you a message on his mobile phone..."

Conscience of heaven and earth, he didn't post anything that shouldn't be posted. Who knew that Zhao Rui would be so courageous to confess his love directly in front of so many people, and let him be exposed on the spot.

"You!" Zhao Rui's eyes became even redder, but this time she was angry, and her little face was as red as a red Fuji, "You are too much!"

She was a straightforward girl, she yelled at Zhang Nanchen angrily, then turned around to say sorry to Ji Ying, and left without a word.

"Zhang, Nan, Chen—" Ji Ying put one hand on Zhang Nanchen who was still struggling for death, grinding her teeth word by word.

Zhang Nanchen shrank his neck, looked at his nephew who was full of anger, and wanted to tell the difference: "I am not, I am not for you..."

"Do you like her?" Ji Ying's anger subsided a little, but her hand strength was confiscated, and she pressed his shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"No! No!" Zhang Nanchen hurriedly shook his head, "I think you two can try to develop..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he lowered his head so low that it was almost inaudible.

"I don't like her either." Ji Ying raised Zhang Nanchen's head, "Do you know who I like?"

Zhang Nanchen shook his head habitually.

"I really don't know?" Ji Ying's face darkened again.

Zhang Nanchen hurriedly nodded again. After nodding, he realized something was wrong, so he stopped there stiffly: "It's okay not to mention..."

"I won't talk about the past." Ji Ying's complexion turned pale, her voice softened a lot, and her body got closer and closer, "Now, and in the future, I only like you."

He leaned over Zhang Nanchen's ear and said these words, his warm breath penetrated directly into the ear hole, like a fluffy feather that couldn't reach the real place, making Zhang Nanchen's heart itch.

After Ji Ying finished speaking, she held Zhang Nanchen's face in her hands, looked at the two slightly trembling lips, and kissed them after a short pause.

Zhang Nanchen was still in a daze, and when he realized it, he felt damp and hot on his lips, and then a fishy-sweet taste slid into his mouth.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Nanchen was also a little annoyed this time, he pushed Ji Ying away forcefully, and was about to wipe his mouth, but Ji Ying grabbed his hand.

"I don't need to ask you what happened before, but this time, don't try to carry it yourself." There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Ji Ying's mouth, and he didn't wipe it off. He stared at Zhang Nanchen and said, "Whoever you are I will follow wherever I go. If you don’t believe me, just try it.”

Zhang Nanchen waved him aside angrily: "Where can I go, I still have to go to Nanling Mountain."

What he said was categorical, but his heart was empty, and he felt that Ji Ying's blood was on his lips and he was burning.

"Senior Pingsong, my little uncle, I will entrust it to you." Ji Ying did not expose him, but turned around and handed over to Pingsong.

"It's easy to say." Ping Song smiled again, and greeted Zhang Nanchen, "Brother Zhang, let's go."

There are many trails to Nanling Mountain, but Pingsong chose the most difficult one.

After bypassing the mountain road in front of Jiaoshimen Gate, there is an inaccessible path up the mountain. Zhang Nanchen climbed the mountain with Pingsong, wiping his mouth vigorously with his sleeve.

Ji Ying bit the tip of his tongue just now, and covered his lips with the purest tongue blood on the human body to prevent the soul from leaving his body.By this time the blood stains had dried up, and he wiped his lips until they were almost torn, but he didn't wipe them clean, so he could only stick out his tongue to lick them.

He was licking vigorously, and he was confused and couldn't figure out what to do. Suddenly, he stumbled and almost fell.

"I'll wipe it! Everyone is against me!" Zhang Nanchen kicked the tree roots that tripped him a few times, but the feeling of depression in his chest became more and more serious, and he had nowhere to vent his breath.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Ping Song, who was walking slowly in front, turned around and asked with a smile.

"Annoyed." Zhang Nanchen responded angrily, and immediately realized that he shouldn't be angry with him, and forced a smile, "I was reckless just now, senior, please don't mind."

Pingsong waved his hand magnanimously to express that he didn't mind, and then continued: "Do you know why the younger brother entrusted me with the matter of breaking the evil situation?"

Zhang Nanchen was stopped by the question this time, so he could only ask back: "Why?"

Ping Song said: "Because I am in the game." He paused, then said, "You too."

The person in the game, what do you mean?

Ping Song turned his face and saw Zhang Nanchen's puzzled face, and he didn't intend to show off, so he said directly: "You and Ji Ying have both entered my four-element formation, what did you find?"

"You mean those little jade sticks engraved with Sanskrit characters?" Zhang Nanchen answered after thinking carefully.

"That's right." Ping Song sighed, "Didn't you suspect where I set up the formation?"

Zhang Nanchen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the place where Pingsong set up the four-element array was indeed strange, it happened to be on the roof of the teacher's dormitory where Cobra lived.And judging from the growth of the animals and plants in the formation, it is not a scale that can be achieved in a year or two, at least it has a history of more than ten years.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he suddenly understood what Pingsong meant, and he hurriedly asked: "Could it be that the cobra, ah, no, is a counselor, and has something to do with you?"

"He is my grandson." Ping Song smiled slightly, "I had a marriage when I returned from poverty, but after returning to the Dao, it is true that the fetters with the mortal world have been broken."

What he meant was that Cobra didn't know that he had such a grandfather who was a Taoist priest. Zhang Nanchen nodded, avoiding a protruding stone, and recalling what the old man who turned into a zombie in Renshou Lane said, he couldn't help but think to himself. What does he have to do with the resentment in Nanling Mountain?

"My junior brother is proficient in Ziwei Doushu, that's why he entrusted me with breaking the evil situation." Pinsong's tone was a little low, "The original intention of me setting up the four-element array was to save my grandson's life, but the fate cannot be violated. And his doom, after all, can't be avoided."

After Pingsong's explanation, Zhang Nanchen had a slightly deeper understanding of the Wansha situation on Nanling Mountain.

The so-called ten thousand evil situation is naturally a situation in which a large number of resentful spirits lose their original intentions and gather to cause trouble, and finally form an extremely dark aura, which can even absorb the souls of living people to strengthen their own strength.

In the final analysis, Wanshaju is just a kind of Yin Qi. Although Yinqi is harmful to living people, it will not take the initiative to hurt people, unless there is a resentful spirit with extremely strong resentment, which is stimulated and dominates the elimination of Wanshaju. cloth to.

During the three-day massacre in 1938, the invaders temporarily built a cremator on Nanling Mountain, and more than [-] left-behind teachers and students of University A were driven to the mountain and thrown into the cremator alive.

When summoning Nanchen's soul, Nanchen said that there was a white villa on Nanling Mountain, which probably meant the remains of the crematorium.He and Zhang Mengmeng's ghosts cannot leave the white villa, which is also in line with the characteristics of Wanshaju.

Later, in 1994, three girls died tragically on Nanling Mountain, which intensified the temporarily peaceful situation, which has caused a disaster to this day.

There is only one thing that Zhang Nanchen still can't figure out. Since the real Pingyao has exhausted his entire life to suppress the evil situation, and as far as he knows, there have been no more tragedies in A University in the past ten years, how can there be another disturbance in Nanling Mountain?

He asked this question, but Pingsong Laodao didn't have an answer, he was only entrusted by his junior brother, and the only thing he could do now was to follow the method of breaking the situation left by Master Pingyao.

According to what he said, the evil spirits and evil spirits in the Wansha Bureau have completely lost their minds. They have forgotten everything when they were alive. The dead victims are all taken away by their souls when they are not dead, and when they wait